You feel more scared than you ever have in your life. The new body has brought new pleasures to you, but those pleasures cement the reality of these changes. You never had sensitive breasts; you never had a vagina; you have never imagined a female orgasm. Now all of them have taken hold of you and created such a sensation you never before had the capacity to envision. But no matter, you would trade it all in to be yourself! You would be male again if you could!
And even more frighteningly, there is a deep and hidden part of you that rebels against this. No, it says from a place you didn't know existed. I want to feel that again more than I want to be a male. You ignore that voice because there is nothing else you can do.
As you lie down on the cushion, overwhelmed from the orgasm that just took you, a multitude of small explosions ignite along your torso. You close your eyes and sigh, too tired to pay attention to more changes, but the longer you don't look, the more terrified you are that you might miss something important. You need to be aware of your body! You need to be able to react if something happens.
You pick up your head and look toward your body. Your breasts, large though they are, they have spilled to the sides of your body as you lie on the cushion. You can see a pair of dots directly below your two breasts. Below them is another, another on either side of your belly button, and a pair below that. It takes you a moment to realize that these are more nipples. Your eyes widen in the dread that you will grown even more breasts, and you try to sit up, but you feel like you are being held down. After a quick examination, you realize the weight of your newly grown breasts had prevented you from sitting up. You put a hand down on the cushion and push yourself up. With great effort, you get into a sitting position.
The woman watches you carefully.